Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and the ink wind lifted the dagger, step by step toward them, and the lips swelled, revealing a proud and hazy smile.

Want to eat her? Also have to see if there is this ability!

In fact, the reason why Mo Qingfeng is happy is because she is studying the new poison, can faint this fierce beast, and when she goes to Yuding Mountain, she does not have to worry so much.

The three beasts struggled for a moment, and finally closed their eyes and passed out.

Oh...

The daggers slammed into their abdomen and couldn’t stab them in the fight because they opened a layer of protective hard armor, and now they are fainted. The layer of cover is naturally taken back. When the dagger is plunged into it, The ink wind is like a cut pork, and the back and forth of the belly is a few times. The blood instantly splashes out from the abdomen, and her face is full of blood.

Until the belly of the three beasts was punctured, Mo Qingfeng threw the dagger and wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve.

The beast has not died immediately, but she believes that they will lose too much blood and die, and the poison she studies, once fainted, will no longer have the opportunity to wake up.

Mo Qingfeng gasped against the wall and gasped for a few consecutive fights. She was exhausted and exhausted. She just wanted to enter the space to drink a few mouthfuls of Lingquan to recover the body, and suddenly heard the footsteps from far to near towards her. When she came here, she rolled her eyes and gave up the idea of ​​entering space.

"Congratulations to the girl successfully challenged the success, the landlord is waiting for the girl for a long time, the girl invited to the past." Come over, is a handsome young man with a handsome skin.

Mo Qingfeng came to the fifth floor with the teenager, and stepped into the fifth floor. Mo Qingfeng suddenly appeared in front of him. It was like a sky garden. There were all kinds of flowers everywhere. In the pavilion in front, there was a white man standing there. The wind blew gently, raising his blue silk and clothes, and he smiled at her, beautiful.

When Mo Qingfeng saw him, there was such a moment of swaying the gods. The domineering spirit of this man in front of him was only under the solitude of her, and she was secretly screaming and a master!

In this world, beautiful men are like clouds, and masters are like clouds.

Mo Qingfeng came to the pavilion and stood there watching the man in front of him indifferently. The man smiled warmly at her and made a gesture: "Ink girl, please sit!"

Mo Qing wind is very tired, and his voice just fell, she is not welcome to sit down.

The immortal man is also sitting down, the movement is elegant, and Mo Qing looks at him intently. His smile, every move, even his eyes and smiles, are so elegant and noble, just like the flowers blooming outside the gazebo. The beauty is pleasing to the eye, the noble atmosphere of the body is very clean, she can't imagine how to think, but the landlord of the Qinglou is actually such a clean and clear person.

"Ink girl, this is Yunshan cloud, tea is the morning dew that I collected from your hand, you taste it." The man gently moved a white porcelain cup to the front of the ink wind, the porcelain cup filled with tea.

A simple and random movement, made from him, but there is some elegance.

His voice is very good. When he speaks, his tone is not too slow. Even the five senses are so delicate. It is a man who can make a woman look at the heart.

The eyes of Mo Qingfeng have always fallen on him, warm and elegant, eye-catching, and there is a poetic charm on her body. Suddenly she laughed, and the boss of a killer group did not have a hint of indifference and bloodyness.

"Ink girl, you are very happy to see me?" the man asked softly.

“The people who can sit here with you will be very happy?” Mo Qingfeng took the teacup and gently took a sip of tea. The tea was drenched into the throat. It was mellow and fragrant, and the lips and teeth were fragrant. It was indeed the finest good tea. .

"Ink girl can really tell their voices. Congratulations on being the first person to succeed in the establishment of Keqinglou, and it is still a woman." The man smiled, took the teacup and gently took a sip of tea. As if a layer of faint smoke enveloped him, he sat in front of him, but Mo Qingfeng felt that there was a very ethereal feeling, just like he was across the river.

Mo Qingfeng, who was still in a state of tension, now completely relaxed after seeing him, and even the feeling of exhaustion eased. She chuckled, and she did not expect a good-looking man to be a good medicine.

"Ink girl, you smile very beautiful! Legend is that the girl in the ink is ugly, it seems that the rumors are really untrustworthy." The man said, the temperature is gentle, like the soft breeze blowing in the forest.

"The rumors are not credible. It is said that the landlord of the Qing House can be ruthlessly murdered. It is not like today." Mo Qingfeng said.

The man smiled a little: "Nalan Yuyu, my name."

Nalan Yuyu?

Mo Qingfeng frowned, a very chic name, as the name suggests.

"Nalan landlord, I have successfully arrived at the fifth floor. I also sat down with you for tea. Can you take back the order to kill me?" Mo Qingfeng took another sip of tea and looked at Nalan Yuyu. I smiled and asked, her smile was really beautiful, and it made people feel that she was a deadly poppy.

Nalan Yuyu smiled and said warmly: "You still have the last level. After challenging this level, you are the real winner."

When Mo Qingfeng heard it, the whole person was tense instantly, his brow was deeper, and there was another level?

Also, from the first floor to the fifth floor, how can the fifth floor drink tea and chat? Sighting over the whole body of Nalan Yuyu, the last level is to fight with him?

Mo Qingfeng carries a teacup, and while drinking and thinking about how to deal with the last level, how much is Nalan’s Yu Wugong?

"Ink girl, tea heart to be quiet, in order to taste its taste, the heart is not quiet, even the best tea into the throat, also with a cup of boiled water." Nalan Yu Yu laughed.

Mo Qing winds a little, the light faint look at Nalan Yuyu, she just so a little distracted, have he seen?

Nalan Yuyu poured a cup of tea on her, and Mo Qingfeng frowned slightly: "Nalan landlord, I am in a hurry."

"Ink girl, don't worry." Nalan Yuyu smiled and made a gesture: "Come, ink girl tastes."

Mo Qingfeng looked down at the full cup of tea in the white porcelain cup. From the door of the Qinglou building to the fifth floor, she lost enough water. Now, if there is tea, don’t drink it?

She picked up the teacup and the tea was overflowing. She put it on her lips and didn't drink it immediately. Instead, she sucked the scent with her nose, and the scent sucked in. The whole person's nerves were relaxed a lot, and the mind was clear.

"Ink girl, how?" Nalan Yuyu looked at her and asked.

Mo Qingfeng sighed softly and felt the taste of tea. He said: "The tea is full of fragrance, the tea soup is clear and bright..." The eyes glanced outside the gazebo, and the light fell on the front of the buddha flower. "If I didn't Guess the wrong, the tea should be the morning dew on the petals of the shepherd. The tea is in the throat, the summer is cool and delicious, the quiet and elegant, the mellow and aromatic, the Nalan landlord is really a person who will taste tea."

Nalan 瑾 眸 快速 快速 快速 快速 快速 快速 快速 快速 快速 快速 快速 快速 快速 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳 纳When she came back from the shepherd flower collection, what she said was all about the essence of tea art.

His elegant handsome face reveals a sincere smile: "Ink girl, I won the prize, I didn't expect the ink girl's tea art to be so good!"

Mo Qingfeng smiled and looked at Nalan Yuyu and said: "The tea is also good, and the words are also quite a lot. Nalan landlord, can we do it now?"

Nalan Yu Yu Wei Wei, looked at her for a while, then made a gesture, a moment to see three well-dressed juvenile hand pallets coming, standing outside the gazebo waiting.

Mo Qingfeng looked at them, and Mei Hao flashed a confusing question. Could it be better to have tea?

"Take it over." Nalan Yuyu looked at the doubts of Mo Qingfeng in his eyes. He smiled softly and spit out three words gracefully.

A young boy came over and placed the tray in front of the ink wind. There was a white porcelain teapot on the tray. A small teacup was placed next to the teapot. The teenager lifted the teapot and poured a cup of tea into the teacup.

The tea soup just boiled, the steam blew, and the tea was more fragrant than the one she had just drunk.

"Ink girl, please taste!" Nalan Yuyu said with deep thoughts, said warmly.

Mo Qingfeng started the teacup, such as the blush of the white jade's fingertips is very attractive, Nalan Yuyu's warm and shining light flashes, the beautiful face reveals an elegant smile and looks at her.

Mo Qingfeng sipped a cup of tea, and there was a hint of scent in the scent. Suddenly, her beautiful face showed an interesting smile. Instead of swallowing the tea, she spit it back into the cup.

Seeing her hold this, Nalan Yuyu's warm and sturdy Huahua flashed a sigh of surprise, and even the young boy standing by the side, the delicate face passed a touch of surprise.

Mo Qingfeng put down the cup and smiled and looked at Nalan Yuyu. "The landlord of Nalan, Tieguanyin and the hook and kiss mixed together to make tea, is it really good to drink?"

"Ink girl, why not?"

Mo Qingfeng glanced at the teacup in a faint light. The wind said lightly: "There is no explanation, this cup of tea is made from the tender leaves of the hook." She said that she looked at Nalan瑾 meaningfully. Yu: "I don't like to drink hook tea, Nalan landlord will not force me to drink it?"

"Since the girl does not like to drink the hook and kiss the tea, she will change her to another pot." Nalan Yuyu laughed and said that the surface was calm. In fact, the heart was greatly surprised. The more she felt the admiration for the woman in front of her eyes.

The teenager packed up and retired, another teenager came over, the same move, poured tea into the air of Mo Qing, not waiting for Nalan Yuyu to open, Mo Qingfeng took the cup and drank a small mouth, there was a faint strange in the tea. Taste, the tea was spit back to the cup, and she said faintly: "It is the black-headed tea."

Nalan Yu’s heart was secretly surprised, and his face still kept his elegant smile. “I don’t think the ink girl likes to drink black-headed tea, and then change the ink girl to another pot.”

PS: 6 thousand words tonight, the babies are good night, ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a ticket, all kinds of ~~